[ He had not been this stressed since the night he'd picked a fight with Mikael which resulted in Adrien having been carved up like a turkey and nearly dead.
As he'd promised Mother at the time that he'd try not to repeat that particular coping mechanism, the doctor had looked to other alternatives. He'd started out his day exhausting himself in training with Steve Rogers but when ever the brutal physical workout had failed to completely bleed off the tension, he'd eventually accepted that he needed to ... talk. ew.
Still, he'd promised Neheda and if he's already done something to annoy Gliese (or going to annoy her by failing with Sasuke) it meant he'd better put forth an effort.
This is how he'd come to be in Alina's rover, bending her ear. Their missions had woven a bond, where he genuinely trusted the young woman and also respected her point of view and input on matters covering a wide variety of subjects. It also helped that she had the same clearances and gag orders that he did, so when he did start talking, he didn't have to stop and censor himself.
So there he was, trying to talk through recent events and a couple difficult conversations he'd had recently, sitting with his head bent between his knees, fingers gripping his hair.]
Day 44 - Pre Space Prom | Action
As he'd promised Mother at the time that he'd try not to repeat that particular coping mechanism, the doctor had looked to other alternatives. He'd started out his day exhausting himself in training with Steve Rogers but when ever the brutal physical workout had failed to completely bleed off the tension, he'd eventually accepted that he needed to ... talk. ew.
Still, he'd promised Neheda and if he's already done something to annoy Gliese (or going to annoy her by failing with Sasuke) it meant he'd better put forth an effort.
This is how he'd come to be in Alina's rover, bending her ear. Their missions had woven a bond, where he genuinely trusted the young woman and also respected her point of view and input on matters covering a wide variety of subjects. It also helped that she had the same clearances and gag orders that he did, so when he did start talking, he didn't have to stop and censor himself.
So there he was, trying to talk through recent events and a couple difficult conversations he'd had recently, sitting with his head bent between his knees, fingers gripping his hair.]
Can't we just shoot em?